I was in a hotel and I was looking down the hallway- and I saw a whole squad of cheerleaders. They were in uniform.. doing this great cheer. As I got closer I could see one of them was a friend I had in high school. I congratulated her in how good the routine was. Then I remember trying to use several different elevators to get back to my room. I didn't know my room number but I knew where in the hotel it was located. I kept going up and down, using diferent elevators on both sides of the hotel. In the klast one I get in to see a woman sitting on the floor of the elevator. She is under a pay phone on the wall. I see a poster above the phone and a piece is broken on the phone. Her hand is cut and bleeding a litlle. I talk to her but she doesn't say anything. I get the feeling she wants me to figure out how she cut her hand.